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Another chapter.
I am very tired.
I don't own Ink Sans or My Hero Academia.
On with the show.
"Kaachan, are you sure about this?" the green-haired four-year-old asked his friend. The blonde shot a glare at his friend.
"Well, it's kinda late for that now, Izu!" Katsuki growled and glared around at the adults who were looking down at the two boys. After school, the boys went off to the nearest train station and took off to where they had marked on the map as Dagger's dojo. They were hoping to reach the dojo as soon as possible before their mothers started to worry. And if it didn't work today, then they would come back the next day, then the next day, then the next until the ex-hero gave in. They traveled in relative silence until the train reached their stop and then they got off, looking around and trying to get their bearings. Izuku trembled in slight fear but took the map from his backpack and looked at it.
"Uh, ok, Kacchan, um, we're right here," he pointed at the red circled area on the map that showed their current location. "And the dojo isn't far! We gotta go this way!" he pointed out the door onto the street. Katsuki looked over the map then nodded in agreement.
"Ok! Let's go!" he cheered and led the way outside with Izuku following behind. As they walked on, they went over their plan again with a sense of determination.
"We're not taking no for an answer!" Katsuki proclaimed and Izuku cheered along. Both boys were filled with hope at having a teacher for their Quirks. Their dreams of becoming Heroes were now a step closer! Finally, they reached their destination. It was a tiny studio that looked old and in need of some repairs but was not altogether run down. It just looked like any other old house that had not been keeping up on much maintenance.
"We're here." Izuku whispered. "Should we knock?" he asked and Katsuki rolled his eyes.
"Well, yeah we're gonna knock. And why are you whispering?" the blonde asked which made Izuku blush. Katsuki rolled his eyes and walked up to the door, reading the "closed" sign and knocking. Izuku peaked in to the window but saw nothing. There was some equipment for working out, but not as much as what he was thinking.
"Maybe he isn't home?' Izuku asked and turned back to Katsuki. Katsuki growled and shook his head.
"Where would he go? And we came all this way! No way we're going back now!" he shouted and placed his hand on the door, his anger taking over and making his Quirk act up, cracking the glass in the door.
"Kacchan!" Izuku shrieked, freaking out about the cracked glass. "You can't just break other people's doors!" he wailed and looked over the cracked glass, worriedly wondering how he would fix it.
"Again, kinda late for that now, Izu!" Katsuki growled before smashing the rest of the glass and stepping through. "Come on! Let's go looking for him! He's not hiding from us!" the blond said, determined. Izuku reluctantly followed, stepping cautiously around the glass and looking around at the studio.
"It doesn't look like anything has been used in a while." He whispered, his fingers trailing down some of the items thy passed. "See? Everything's dusty!" he said, holding out his dust covered fingers for Katsuki to look at. Katsuki nodded in agreement but continued on before something caught his eye.
"Izu, look!" he whispered and ran over to the corner of the dojo where there were pictures and certain weapons covering the walls.
"Kaachan! Look! It's all his famous weapons! And look at all the Heroes are in the pictures with him! They were really famous with him in his generation too! And look at how young he was!" Izuku gushed and struggled to maintain his whisper. Katsuki looked annoyed at Izuku's babbled, but his fond eyes gave him away. On the inside, he was geeking out as much as the smaller boy was. As they were admiring and whispering amongst themselves, they didn't notice the shadow looming over them.
"What are you kids doing here?" a gruff voice called from behind them. Both boys screamed and whipped around to face an imposing man with silver streaked black hair and beard. He had midnight black eyes and scars occasionally leaked through under his clothes with a rather large one across his cheek. He wasn't very tall, but that didn't mean that he was any less strong as his muscles implied.
"I-I-I-! W-we-! H-How d-did you hear us?!" Izuku stuttered and shrieked, hanging on to Katsuki's arm to try and calm his pounding heart. Katsuki, was also freaking out, but then quickly gave way to anger. The only thing keeping his temper in check was the fact that this was a retired pro hero that would have no problem in taking him down.
"You broke the glass on the door and broke in. not to mention I have cameras." the man deadpanned and both boys sweatdropped at that. how could they have forgotten that so quickly? "Now, I'll ask you kids again. What are you doing here?" he asked gruffly, crossing his arms and looking down disapprovingly at the two boys.
"You're the Sheathed Dagger, right?" Katsuki gulped, steeling himself. At the annoyed nod, Katsuki shared a nod with Izuku and before the Ex-Pro knew what was happening, both boys had bowed on their hands and knees.
"We would like you to be our Master! Please teach us!" the two boys fell to the ground and begged, foreheads pressed to the ground.
"No." Dagger said gruffly and the two boys' heads immediately shot up. As they began to protest, the man just shook his head. "No. I don't teach brats. Now run back to your mommies. Don't come back." He growled and turned away, only to feel his legs weighed down. Looking down, he saw the two boys clinging to his legs with a look of determination on their little faces.
"What did I just say, you little brats?!" he yelled, trying to scare them into letting go and trying to shake them off at the same time. But that, if anything, seemed to make the kids hold on tighter.
"We're not going anywhere, old man!" Katsuki yelled, clinging fiercely to the man's shaking leg.
"You haven't even given us a chance! So we're not letting you say no!" Izuku yelled too, digging his nails into the man's pants to keep his grip.
"Get off me! I'm not taking students! Especially not ones as young and bratty as you!" the man yelled, finally succeeding in shaking the boys off, picking them up b the scruffs of their shirts and raising them up to glare fiercely at them. To his surprise, they were glaring back at him just as fiercely. His momentary surprise over, he set then down none to gently by the door.
"Now go away! And don't come back!" he yelled, fully expecting the boys to run away in fear. It had worked on every other would-be-student, fully scaring them away forever. He glared down menacingly at the two boys, his severe silver eyes expecting to meet the retreating backs of the children but was met with boiling red and fierce green and both glowed with determination.
"You can send us back for now, you old fart, but we'll be back!" Katsuki yelled up at the man.
"And we'll come back every day until you accept us! We're not taking no as an answer!" the younger boy joined in. Both glared as fiercely at the look on the two boys' faces, Dagger growled, but felt his heart twinge in sympathy. They strongly reminded him of himself when he was younger. Eager and full of hope and excitement to be a hero.
'I'm going to regret this decision.' He growled internally but relented. He fully believed that the two boys would continue to pester him and would continue to show up every day at the dojo if he continued to deny them.
"Fine! You get one chance, brats!" he huffed and tried not to inwardly or outwardly smile at the sparkle of hope in their eyes.
"Yes!" the boys cheered, trading a high five. Eagerly, Izuku looked up at the ex-Hero with all the excitement of a puppy.
"So what do we have to do, Sensei?" he asked and Dagger felt a tick mark of annoyance at the title, but waved it off.
"First of all, what are your names and Quirks? Give me some general information. Since you're both young, I'm assuming you've just discovered them and don't know the full extent of them yet." He rumbled lowly, crossing his arms over his chest and looking down at them. Proudly, Katsuki stepped forward first.
"My name is Bakugo Katsuki. I sweat nitroglycerin so I can make explosions!" he smirked, holding out his hands and making small explosions, only to have his grin fade a bit as he winced in slight pain. It was barely noticeable, but Dagger saw and filed the information away into the back of his mind for later. It was an impressive Quirk, to be sure, but the boy needed more control. It was a wonder he hadn't hurt himself or others too badly yet.
"Alright. And you? What is your Quirk?" he asked, turning to Izuku. At the sudden turn of attention onto him, Izuku felt his face heat up and turn red from embarrassment.
"I-I-!" he stuttered and looked down at the ground. At the gesture, Dagger raised his eyebrow.
'He's a shy one. Must be picked on a lot.' Dagger thought to himself and that thought was the only thing keeping his tongue in check from snapping in impatience at the child.
"Chill, Izu! Don't throw up again!" The blonde scolded his friend and placed a hand on the smaller boy's shoulder to help calm him. Dagger's eyebrows shot up in concern for the boy, but from the look on the blonde's face, it didn't seem to be much of an issue. At the words of his friend, Izuku looked up at Katsuki gratefully and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down before turning to face the man, determined.
"I'm Midoriya Izuku and I can make ink painting come to life!" he said and smiled widely. Dagger nodded. What a peculiar Quirk. That certainly wasn't a common one that he had seen. It was certainly a Quirk that had a broad spectrum of uses and the potential for it was intriguing. However, impressive Quirks aside, it wasn't enough to win him over.
"Good. Now what are your convictions?" he asked and watched as the boys exchanged confused looks.
"Convictions?" Izuku asked, confused by the big word. Katsuki was just as confused by the word, but he didn't want them to know that even though it was clearly shown on his face.
"Your beliefs, your faiths! Why do you want to train with me? There ere plenty of other dojos in the city and they would be more than happy to train the two of you in your Quirks. And if either of you say that it was just because I was a pro Hero, then you can forget it!" he snarled and smushed down the small guilt he felt in his heart at the look of fear on the boys' faces. After a moment of silence, Izuku was the one to speak first this time.
"I…I don't want people to be hurting. Or in pain. W-we want to be the kind of hero that saves people with a smile! Like All Might!" he said. "We want to train with you because while you weren't the most popular Hero of your generation, you really care about people and did the best you could to save everyone!" Izuku said passionately, eyes shining with admiration. Katsuki nodded in agreement.
"When we were looking for a teacher, we didn't want just anyone. Almost everyone has a Quirk and can teach how to use it, but we want to go beyond just learning how to use them. We want to train and become the best Heroes! We will be better than All Might himself and save everyone! No Villain will be able to stop us and the very mention of our names will send them running to people don't have to worry!" Katsuki shouted, feeling his blood boil at the thought.
"We want to work hard for our dream and we know you can help us!" Izuku cheered.
"Somewhere else won't be good enough! We want to be the best we can be, and you can help us get there!" Katsuki shouted.
"Please be our Sensei!" they both cried and bowed again on their hands and knees. The silence seemed to stretch on forever as they waited for the man's response. Or any sound from him, really, but as time went on, they became more and more nervous at he man's silence. Cautiously, the both peaked up at the man, only to see him covering his hand with his hand and his shoulders shaking slightly. The silence was then shattered by the booming laughter that projected from the man. The boys looked at him in confusion as the ex-Hero continued laughing.
"You're both are crazy, you know that? Absolutely crazy." He laughed, holding his stomach. This continued for a few minutes as it dwindled down to amused chuckles. The boys looked confused but remained silent. There was a pleased look on his eyes as he looked down on them, so they were taking that as a good sign. Maybe there was hope after all?
"That was one hell of a speech you gave there, boys. I can't say I wasn't impressed." He reached out and pulled the two boys up so they were once again standing.
"Sir?" Izuku asked worriedly.
"Well, I gave you one chance to prove yourselves. I can certainly say that you've both done just that." Dagger said, a look of pride on his face. At that, the two boys' faces lit up.
"Do that mean that…?" Katsuki asked in wonder and could only contain a squeal as Dagger nodded slightly. Izuku, on the other hand, could not contain his squeal of excitement as he grabbed Katsuki and jumped around in happiness.
"Ok, ok, that's enough of that. We need to call your parents now to let them know that we're done here." It was at that moment that both realized the one crucial flaw in their plan of going there in secret. Their mothers would be furious.
"Uh oh…" Katsuki winced.
"Your mothers don't know where you are, do they?" Dagger deadpanned and the two went white in fear. Then Izuku opened his mouth and ink spilled across the floor.
"Aw, not again!" Katsuki yelled and glared at a sheepish Izuku.
"Sorry." Izuku apologized, bowing repeatedly and trying not to cry while Katsuki berated him. Dagger sighed and wondered what he just got himself into. These were the kids that he had promised to teach and now he was stuck with them. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea?
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The fury of the mothers was almost as terrifying as any villain Dagger had ever faced. Especially the blonde one. But the green haired mother wasn't any less frightening as she glaring in fury at the two boys.
"If you ever do anything like that, ever again, you'll never step foot out of this house ever again. Do you understand me?" Inko asked, her voice low. The boys nodded in terror, trembling in place.
'Since when was Aunt Inko so scary?' Katsuki thought miserably to himself and then shivering in fear at the tongue lashing that would be waiting for him when he and his mother got home. She was waiting until his dad could join in with her to yell at him. Izuku, on the other hand, was weeping internally. He already knew the full extent of his mother's rage due to living with her.
"W-we won't. We promise." The boys said simultaneously, clinging to each other in fear at the looks on their mothers' faces. Nodding and feeling like their children were appropriately cowed, they turned their gaze to the ex-Hero. Dagger gulped in fear.
"Now, Mr. Hero, tell us why you didn't answer the fucking phone." Mitsuki growled and the males in the room all felt the room darken.
"D-does your mom have a purple aura?!" Izuku squeaked in fear.
"Does yours?!" Katsiki whimpered. He would not readily admit fear, but when Inko joined in, he would easily say that he wanted to be nowhere near the mothers. On the other hand, there was the ex-Hero who had only one thought in his mind.
'Oh shit…'
I
NEVER underestimate the fury of a mother.
I am trying to keep them all in character as much as I can while also taking into account how their circumstances would change them.
Till next chapter, stay true.